A Sort of Love

A Sort of Love

There is a sort of love
With an interweaving of souls so strong
That it is unbreakable and knows no end
With roots running so deep
That it can reach beyond the valleys of death
And can find a way through the abyss of any sorrow
Whose branches reach so high
It can cuddle among the farthest stars at night
And touch the midday sun shining bright at noon

It can fly among all the clouds of Mother Earth
And can dance with every raindrop
Bringing supple, life giving water
To every creature and all plants
That grow in rich, brown soil

There is a sort of love
That creates a tender embrace between hearts
Reaching beyond the never ending eons
To wander together and wonder and rest
Far past the ends of time

Dewey Dirks

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Path to a Spectacular Life

Path to a Spectacular Life

If you want to live a spectacular life
Then live each day as well as you can
To the best of your ability at the time
And pretty soon ten years will have passed
Full of good days

As each day passes
Make sure to stop and notice
All that is beautiful
In what is going on around you
Although sometimes is hard to see,
Mother Nature weaves much that is kind
Compassionate and caring into all life
Every single day

If you have a dream in life
Then break it down into many small parts
And each day work at it for a little while
Virtually anything can be accomplished
If you work at it in many small pieces
A little bit at a time

Make sure to talk every day
To someone in your life
About whom you care very much
Even if the only one you can find to talk to
Is Mother Nature herself
Or someone you love who has passed on

Dewey Dirks

Granular

Granular

Human perception is granular
Made up of lots of bits and pieces
That we happen to notice
Of the world around us
It never is really a complete picture
Of all that is possible to take in

Our worldviews are composites
Made of ideas and notions and expectations
Like the picture on your computer screen
Is made of many thousands of tiny dots of color
And the resolution of what we each perceive
Is made better when we increase the number
Of worldviews that we draw upon
Don’t rely on the views
Of just one culture, religion,
Scientific discipline, or philosophy
All the better to paint
Your picture of the world
With as large a palette as you can muster

Dewey Dirks

The Ways We Have Fun

The Ways We Have Fun

Many times we think
Of the things we learn in life
In terms of what we are taught
By the strife, struggling and hard times
We each face in life
And many of us think it is only the difficult times
That have anything to teach us
But the lessons all of us can learn
From the ways we each entertain ourselves
Are just as valuable and important

The ways we have fun in life
Point the way to knowing
What we find truly valuable and fulfilling
The ways we have fun in life
Teach us each of laughter,
Of happiness and how to relax
The enjoyment we get in our pleasure time
Show us the way down the path
Of letting ourselves be who we really are

Much of our daily banter and blustering
Is about a supposed maturity
That we imagine to be very adult and serious
When the only real maturity to be found
Is in the journey back
To the sort of acceptance and love
That you knew how to have
When you were four years old
In the end, all any of us hope,
All any of use are,
And that all we aspire to be
Are the children of infinity

Dewey Dirks

Validation

Validation

My cat, Mau Mau, sits at the open door of my home
Thinking cat thoughts, wondering cat sorts of things
As he watches the evening sky
Turn from blue to gray to black
He breathes cat breaths and his heart
Beats with a cat heartbeat

The rhythms his cat thoughts,
Cat breaths and cat heartbeat make
Are their own reason for existing,
And he is comfortable with no more validation for living
Than the life spark coursing through his veins

It is good, I think, every so often,
To strip away from ourselves
All the heavy trappings of our culture,
All the striving, and talking about
What’s gonna be on the TV next week,
And worrying about paying the bills,
Down to the sorts of rhythms our human
Heartbeats and breaths make,
And feel once again for ourselves
That same sort of validation for being alive
That needs no more reason
Than the simple fact that we exist

Dewey Dirks

Views

Views

This morning I sat for a long time
looking at the scenery outside my home
There were tall green trees and leafy bushes,
tan rooftops, red ochre walls,
and a playground with blue and yellow slides.
As I looked out my open sliding-glass door,
I noticed that the shades of colors were different
depending on whether I was looking through
the glass window, or through the wire screen
that covered the other half of the door.

Through the glass, colors were of a deeper shade
while the colors through the screen
were a little more pastel as the wire mesh
diffused the morning sunlight shining bright outside.

Same scene, different views,
through different perspectives and I knew that
if I opened the door, and stepped outside,
I would see all the morning colors from
yet a third perspective as well.

Everything you ever look at in life is just like that—
You’ll get different views of the very same things
depending upon the filter of expectations,
assumptions, preconceptions and ideas
you happen to be looking through.

It is good to learn to stand back
from one singular perspective and view
whatever you’re looking at through
several different filters in order
to get a more well rounded view
of what your looking at.

Become a collector of ever more points of view.
You’ll find soon enough that no single point of view
has a corner on the market of truth
and you’ll discover in yourself
greater empathy for ever more people.

Dewey Dirks

Pictures

Pictures

I have a number of friends whom
Have reached deeply enough into themselves
To have touched something of the great starfield
That lives deep in our souls
Although I’m sure that some of them
Have not yet realized that is what they’ve done
Many of them have good amounts of insight
Into Nature and Human nature
And it is always a pleasure to talk with them
About the paths we all wander in life

Two of my friends who see with much clarity
Have a couple of traits in common
Although I don’t believe they’ve ever met one another
Both are American, born and raised in the American ways
Of the seventies and eighties
One of them has studied the martial arts for many years
While the other has studied yoga for a very long time
Their minds are both lithe with the thoughts of two cultures,
Their ideas swim in the oceans of two societies traditions
And this trait, I think, allows them
To both see from better vistas of view

Although it is possible to see with good clarity while depending
On the ideas of just a single culture
And knowing the thoughts of more than one society
Does not guarantee clarity of view,
As a general rule, it is easier to see life more clearly
When you can draw upon the great variety
Of human thought rather than depending solely upon
The notions of just one society
The more you teach yourself of the grand palette of colors
Humans have created for themselves
To depict the paths we each wander in life,
The more it tends to allow you to paint
A clearer picture of the world for yourself

Dewey Dirks